We Can't Have What We Want

Or is it, we want what we can't have. I guess that's just turning the sentence around. Still... it makes sense either way. Am I obsessed with this idea we humans call love? I guess I am, after all more than 90% or so of my blogs relate to love and the idea of it. I make my life sad. I search for heartache. I prevail in all of these.
It says on my iTunes that the number one song most played (with a 276 play count) is Broken by Secondhand Serenade. I guess that was all during the summer last year where I could not get enough of that song because I was told it was the song that reminded someone of us. I suppose I was a fool to believe such a thing. Now that I listen to any songs by Secondhand Serenade I quickly reach for the "Next" button in search for a song that would not evoke memories of a hurtful past.
I want to move on, but I don't have the confidence to do so. Afraid that I will never become as close as I have already. I understand that it is all a one-way street, despite it all I still continue driving down this road that leads to nowhere. I think that's all there is to it; I possess no confidence, I reserve little to no respect towards myself, I grew to believe in the idea.

Tell me what you want from me
Without you my whole world is falling apart
And I'm going crazy
Life's a prison when you're in love alone

Can you help me?

Worlds can be shattered by a mere sentence, by a mere word, by a mere gesture, by a mere emotion...

Living in a dream that I wish would come true.




Delusions of a desolate future.
False love under true emotions.
Tell me your true name and I'll show you my true nature.
Don't give me a quiet mind, give me a mind filled with clamor.
Passionate embraces fueled by empty emotions.
Elation will never reach its zenith as we are.
Let the tides ebb in our passionate seas.
May restraints of morals be lost in this clash of lust.
Dejected by a sentence of reality.
Fall I may, grow we shall, to what unknowns the world bears.